About the song

“The Marmalade – Reflections of My Life” is a poignant ballad that resonates deeply with its introspective lyrics and emotive melody, capturing the essence of self-reflection and nostalgia. Released in 1969 as part of their album titled “Reflections of the Marmalade,” this song quickly gained popularity for its heartfelt portrayal of life’s trials and moments of introspection.

Written by the band members Junior Campbell and Dean Ford, “Reflections of My Life” showcases a blend of folk-rock influences with a touch of orchestral arrangement, creating a melancholic yet uplifting musical journey. The lyrics explore themes of self-discovery, personal growth, and the passage of time, striking a chord with listeners of all ages who resonate with its universal message.

Upon its release, “Reflections of My Life” climbed the charts both in the UK and internationally, peaking at number 3 on the UK Singles Chart and achieving similar success in other parts of the world. Its enduring popularity was further solidified by its inclusion in various compilation albums and its frequent appearance in popular media, solidifying its status as a classic of its era.

The Marmalade’s heartfelt delivery, coupled with the song’s poignant lyrics and memorable melody, has ensured its lasting legacy in the realm of classic rock and pop music. Its ability to evoke deep emotions and provoke introspection continues to captivate listeners, making it a timeless piece that transcends generations.

Whether revisiting memories or discovering it anew, “Reflections of My Life” by The Marmalade remains a testament to the power of music in capturing the essence of human experience and emotion, making it a cherished gem in the tapestry of musical history.

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Lyrics

The changing of sunlight to moonlight
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes
The greetings of people in trouble
Reflections of my life
Oh, how they fill my eyes
Oh, my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
Oh, my crying (oh, my crying)
Feel I’m dying, dying
Take me back to my own home
I’m changing, arranging
I’m changing
I’m changing everything
Everything around me
The world is
A bad place
A bad place
A terrible place to live
Oh, but I don’t want to die
Oh, my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home
Oh, my crying (oh, my crying)
Feel I’m dying, dying
Take me back to my own home
Oh, my sorrows
Sad tomorrows
Take me back to my own home

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